122: Gone

The smell of fried eggs woke Leila up. She crawled out of bed and finished her business in the bathroom. Her core throbbed from all the sex marathon they had last night. It was a miracle Kelvin was cooking for her. He should also be in bed with her, recovering from the marathon. 

Her feet carried her to the kitchen after she was done brushing and she hugged her husband from behind. Kelvin’s body vibrated with laughter. He held her at an arm’s length and kissed her jaw.

“Good morning, baby. You slept well?” 

Leila hummed in reply. She didn’t only sleep well, she slept better than she had in days. She helped Kelvin set the table when he was done. They sat side by side. 

“I was thinking we could go see your mother today,” he commented with a mouthful of scrambled eggs.

Leila agreed with him so she nodded. The break away from her mother had given her time to collect her thoughts. She would let he